Sonnet…to Him…
(Mistah Hertz…He alive!
Tribute to an empty grave)
How wonderful You show Your stars tonight
Just shimmering upon the evening air
A canvas that You formed, spread out with light
That You yourself created, oh so fair
How marvelous the Moon shines in the dark
Reflections of the Sun's amazing ray
Just dancing, like the wind upon a lark,
To show Your glory You revealed today
And how amazing is Your Love, Oh Lord
You sent Your Son to die for our cursed sin
A precious gift that we could not afford
Not something that we, ourselves, could not win
And so we pray we find our Joy in Thee
To glorify the One, hung on the Tree.